in winter my greatest fear emerges

In winter my greatest fear emerges

from the stillness of my body.

Give a chair four legs and it will stay forever.

Give me one chance and always take it I will.

The moment water drops hit the ground

is the last moment they exist.

And those that fall into a puddle are lost.

No, they are not lost,

they become irrecoverable

because they can never be found

and they disappear forever.

Those mid-drop

know one thing less than those in the puddle.

You will never again be where you are now.

Never look up.